Had 6 in the first 10 seconds. No one, however, can be expected to keep that pace.
I mean, the next day? Boomer & Carton were not pleased.
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Late on this past Sunday afternoon, Brian McCann hit an extra-inning, game-ending homer, moving YES’s Michael Kay to an excited but natural call, “Driven deep to right field. Fair ball, the game is over! The game is over!” and so on. Good stuff.
But then the absurdities. Kay had the moment won when he chose to Plaxico himself. He hadn’t yet hollered his “See ya!” home-run call. Oops. So, as McCann trotted around first, Kay needlessly and transparently obliged himself. Better never than late, he shouted, “See ya!”
That was preface to more absurdity. On his way to the plate, McCann tossed his helmet to duck a helmet-invited head-slapping by his teammates.
Still, after touching home, McCann was given a violent Gatorade bucket dump, the bucket smacking the front of his head before covering it. That bucket was quickly hauled from the dugout and dumped over McCann’s head by Brett Gardner.
Such excessive, tired displays now will be overdone until they come up with the next thing to overdo. Shucks, some of us can recall when the Yankees, after winning the pennant, would just happily run off the field.
But as my pays-close-attention pal Lloyd Stone immediately noted, that wasn’t the most absurd part. McCann had recently returned from a concussion. Speed-reliant Gardner didn’t play because of an injured ankle. And as YES’s Meredith Marakovits interviewed McCann, one could see a large, fresh bruise on his forehead, one likely made by that large, hard plastic, liquid filled bucket.